kylee’s Comments (group member since Sep 12, 2021)

kylee’s comments from the Magick and Powers Anonymous group.

Sasha looked at them, wondering what they were talking about, but moved closer to a tree.

sorry, i’m just a bit busy rn

“Oh, sorry!” he says, quickly putting her down, his face turning red.

Sasha laughs, wondering if he should put her down or if she wasn’t able to walk yet from shock.

k ill do that after school!

do you minds telling me their name and power? i’ll add it

Sasha looked behind, yelped, and rushed back, catching her in his arms.

Sasha grinned and raised up, floating. he swings through branches, launching himself forward fast.

Sasha follows, catching up fast.

THE VILLAIN
Name: Daegon Demano (also known as The Death)
Age: 19
Gender: male
Looks: dirty blonde curly hair, looks like he would have a radiating smile if he ever smiled. He has a scar down his left cheek.
Personality: Dark and manipulating, used to be a good person before he got his power.
Power: He can manipulate cells (such as heal or harm them.) Doesn’t do it much to plants though. Downfall to this is he has lost connection to his own cells so he can’t tell when he’s gotten hurt.
Other: Hates MAPA and all that it stands for. Believes people with powers should die, including himself (but he’ll deal with that after people with power are irradiated)

(yes i understand i have 4 characters now but i felt as if this rp should have a villain to go against to bring members together!)

(night!)

Eleanor looks at him quizzically; she never thought he could be like that.

(cupid is s t r u g g l i n g)

She smiles. “Cool!”

Eleanor nods, looking down. She was starting to get sad, so she tries to change the subject. “um... what’s your power?”

Eleanor frowns too. She remembers how she felt when all /this/ robot stuff happened. Sad, her parents looking at her differently, friends pretending to like her, and pity. She hated the pity the most.

“Who was she?” she asked, curious.

Eleanor looks at him in shock. No ones ever really said that. they either awkwardly agreed or stayed silent. “Thank... you..!”

Eleanor looks up, not realizing someone else had heard. she tugs her sleeve back down nervously.

Eleanor nods. “I really shouldn’t even be here. It’s not an actual power.”